“I” is for Itsy-Bitsy
The tale of the old spider, has been told a million times. Getting washed out in the rain, as told in nursery rhymes.
The itsy – bitsy bikini, that the lady wore, was a fun tune that people used to dance to on the floor.
When Horton heard the cry for help, it came from a small flower. The itsy-bitsy little speck with a voice that did overpower.
Itsy-bitsy has more strength, more than a moving train. For itsy -bitsy didn’t quit, he went up the spout again.
picture courtesy of: http://greennature.com/article2499.html
little box of books 
Love it, Liz, just love it. Especially the last sentence, itsy-bitsy didn’t quit, he went up to sprout again. That is a powerful message, Lady.
Ciao,
Patti
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Thanks Patti. One can always push through the obstacles if the power of your will and guidancce is zeroed in on it. I hope you are enjoying your evening (there) now. Hugs to you!
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WOW, I love your poem. It was so very well executed my friend. Hugs! 🙂
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I admire you for your talent, Liz. (I just don’t like the subject… spiders… they scare me to death!)
*shudder*
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Hahaha….I wonder why there are so many arachniphobes. My husband is right up there with you Raani. Thank you for your comments on the stories! Hugs!
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This is such a clever poem. I love how in your first line you are saying how overused the nursery rhyme is and then your poem actually takes it out of the norm and creates a fantastic new rhyme using our knowledge of the old version. Amazing!
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Thank you Rachael. I am so glad that you were able to enjot the read. Hoping your day is going well!
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